Sterling Sleep

Sterling silver spikes me softly Come inside the wound and make it yours Taste the blood and wonder at the glory Of crushing into dust your palm. Sing me to sleep with your whispers Cradle me with your tears Trace my lips with your irony And smooth my hair with your inconsistency. Teach me to walk as if I don’t feel Guide me into despair. Teach me the walls of dreaded safety Guide me into dereliction. Scream with no voice Sleep with no dreams Dangle with no gravity Hold my hand like a gun Drink in my eyes like arsenic Kiss my mouth with suffocation Bite my neck to steal my control. Hear with no feeling Drown with no water Leap.